Chapter 33 Brother dei, this guy wants you to die!
If the city guards had not come forward, Gretel's treatment would most likely be that he would be thrown into the dungeon and given a set meal of stir-fried bamboo shoots or some other kind of meal.
As for when he can see the light of day again, it depends on whether Captain Cullen can do anything, and when he can persuade the city guards to come out to fish for him.
If the Temple of the God of War had not come forward, Gretel's treatment would most likely have been thrown into a side hall, where a priest would come out and cross-examine him. If he was lucky, he would be able to get a Roman knight to confront him.
According to convention, at the same level, the status of spellcasters is higher than that of warriors. The high priests of the Temple of the Spring Goddess can be on an equal footing with the city lord of Heartland City. The city guards are just subordinates of the city lord's palace. Even Captain Nolan is a seventh-level knight.
, and he is at the same level as the great priest, but he is indeed one step below him.
But now, the bald bishop smiled and walked beside the high priest. Regardless of their level or combat power, the presiding officers of the two different temples had nominally equal status. The bald bishop said that he wanted to watch, but the high priest could only lead them to the main hall.
, holding his nose and arranging seats.
The high priest stood high on the pulpit, and several low-ranking priests separated themselves and stood in a row behind him. Knight Nolan sat down on the right side of the main hall. The bald bishop repeatedly pushed aside, and only in the auditorium where the believers were listening.
He sat down. As for Grete's own position, he looked left and right - oh ho, it's the dock.
It is also the dock of criminal proceedings.
Is he so disrespectful? Can he ask for a defense lawyer?
Unfortunately, there is no lawyer. Nolan Knight has taken the position of defender, and his deterrence seems to be quite high. The level of defense is unknown.
What makes Gretel even more depressed is that the Roman Knight's seat is on the left side of the temple, far opposite Captain Nolan. That's the prosecutor's seat! He sits in the prosecutor's seat, why should I stand in the dock?!
I didn't commit a crime!
I really didn’t commit a crime!
Gretel was depressed. The Roman knight who was summoned from the side hall had fire in his eyes. Looking at Gretel standing lazily at the bottom without any fear, his whole body trembled and he wanted to pounce on him and tear him alive.
Eat meat:
"You! It's you! It's you who hurt me! My hand, my hand!"
Grete was startled.
After not seeing each other for a day, the Roman knight looked as if he had taken off his appearance. His face was ashen, his cheeks were sunken, and a large patch of stubble appeared on his strong chin. His energetic short hair was already weak and messy.
On top of his head. Grete glanced at it and sighed secretly.
He couldn't be more familiar with this kind of change. In the hospital in his previous life, those patients who knew they were terminally ill, those patients' families who received bad news, those who couldn't raise enough money to get themselves or their loved ones treated...
One night, or even one or two hours, a person's energy and energy can suddenly collapse like this.
In comparison, the Roman knights still had some energy. But this spirit quickly disappeared: he looked around and saw the Nolan knight of the city guard sitting opposite, and saw the bishop of the Ares Temple sitting below, and his face suddenly changed.
His expression changed. Pain, unwillingness, disbelief, many emotions flashed through him, and his whole body trembled slightly.
After being stunned for a while, he slowly sat down, hunching his back inch by inch.
Grete observed him calmly. A closer look revealed that the thumb of his right hand was still the same as the one he saw yesterday. It couldn't straighten or bend very well. An experienced doctor could tell at a glance that the shape was unnatural.
It seems that high-level healing potions are not omnipotent...
Grete lowered his eyes slightly. The high priest sighed when he looked at the Roman knight, turned his face to the left, and nodded. Behind him, a fifth-level priest stepped forward and spoke loudly:
"Gret Nordmark?"
"I am."
"The Roman Knight accused you of colluding with the Necromancer and seriously injuring him. What do you have to say?"
Gretel was surprised. He glanced at the priest who asked the question, then at the Roman knight who collapsed as if his spine had been ripped out, and slowly opened his mouth:
Brother dei, your popularity is so bad?
Big bosses from several companies were here, and the pastor in charge of the interrogation still asked questions like this. This is not because he wants me to die, but because he wants you to die!
After sighing for a while, Gretel still stood firmly on the spot. He raised his eyes, looked directly at the high priest, and said loudly:
"I don't!"
"Gret Nordmark!"
The fifth-level priest who asked questions on behalf of the high priest shouted loudly:
"Be honest! - Knight Roman is a noble temple knight. Could he frame you?"
What's so great about false accusations? The front leg was cured and discharged, but the back leg complained to the doctor a lot. Grete rolled his eyes secretly and asked calmly:
"What did Priest Donald say?"
"Priest Donald is facing the wall and reflecting. - Don't talk about other people, talk about yourself!"
Grete looked at the Roman knight and sighed. Being able to make Priest Donald confine himself to reflect in advance, it seems that the Roman knight used a lot of connections in order to retaliate against him - why bother? Why bother? People are useless, so use this kind of connections.
Isn't it good to arrange the rest of your life?
Besides, you should also use your connections to your advantage! Look, your life is at stake, someone has stabbed you, right?
His answer was more brisk:
"My team and I were recruited by the temple guards to join the search operation during a routine patrol. After falling asleep last night, a temple guard discovered the skeleton soldiers. I and the whole team gathered together and broke into the castle basement.
After the Roman knight killed the gargoyle, when he was about to open the inner door, the Necromancer appeared and knocked down everyone present with one blow - including me."
Gretel stopped talking and spread his hands.
When I went down, the Necromancer hadn't come yet; when the Necromancer showed up, I had already been knocked down.
If you say I collude, I should have time to collude!
He looked left and right, and the high priest stroked his beard and nodded silently. Captain Nolan smiled at him with encouragement, as if to say, "Don't be afraid, no one can frame you." As for behind...
He couldn't see the face of the bald bishop, but he could hear his voice. His voice was still so loud, and when he spoke, the whole hall buzzed:
"I heard Little John say it after passing by. Oh, Little John is a newly promoted priest apprentice and also participated in this search. What Grete said is exactly the same as his report this afternoon."
Gretel took a long breath.
Thank you, Lord Bishop!
Thank you for supporting me and proving it for me!
Thanks to Little John for reporting the matter as soon as possible!
With the God of War Temple coming forward, my statement has become much more credible, and I am no longer afraid of their criticism!
Well, in the middle of the battlefield first aid course tonight, I will write a complete text for you later!